Sorry for the long hiatus… I am gonna get back into it but I've had a really busy start to this school year!

The very next morning Derek arose with a grin plastered on his face and he had a clear mission for this Saturday. He was finally going to convince Meredith Grey to go on a real date with him. He definitely shouldn't be taking advantage of their breakfast plans, but he always just wanted more with her, he was being greedy, to say the least. He doesn't know much more about her than who she is at school and parties, but she deserves to have someone like himself… okay, maybe he shouldn't get ahead of himself right now. Derek turns to his side and reaches for his phone that sits charging on the mahogany nightstand, looking for any notifications. He immediately sees a few texts from Mark, his sister, but nothing from Meredith. He deeply sighs and unlocks his phone and typed in her name. Once he reaches her contact, he presses the new message button and ponders what he's gonna say.

Hey Meredith! It's Derek. I was wondering if u

are still down for breakfast?

Yeah. That should work for me, what time?

Is 10:30 okay? I can pick u up or we can meet

at the bagel place

Let's meet there. See u soon

Derek looked at the clock beside his bed and noted that the time was approaching 9:30, so he decided to get up and get dressed to see Meredith. Wanting to look good for her, he rummaged through the neatly folded piles of shirts and pants, pulling out different options but getting stressed when he didn't feel like he looked good enough. He stared at himself in his full-length mirror wearing nothing but a pair of plaid boxers, his hair rumbled, and a slight frown playing with his features. He held up a green flannel, dark blue jeans, and a tan corduroy overshirt, weighing the options in his hand. Finally, Derek gave up and pulled on the tan overshirt with the dark blue jeans, and straightened his posture in the mirror. He doesn't think he's ever been this nervous, it wasn't the kind of nerve experienced before a class presentation or a sports tryout, but the kind that made you feel like something might change forever. As Derek pondered his thoughts in the mirror, he didn't hear the light knock on the door and the middle-aged woman that entered from the hallway.

"Oh, dear, you look so handsome," the voice called from behind him. He could only recognize it as his mother's and his cheeks immediately reddened.

"Ah, Mom," Derek responded as he rubbed his neck in embarrassment.

"Derek, you really remind me of your father. I'm proud of you, you know?"

"Mom…" no other topic had played with his heartstrings as the mention of his late father did. He wished that he could replay all the years that he had spent with his dad, and it was gut-wrenching to think how impossible that was.

"I know you don't like talking about him, I'm sorry, dear," his mother said empathetically, "What's got you all dressed and stressed?"

"I have a half-date."

"I'm not sure if I know what a half-date is."

"I think it's a date, but she might think we're just hanging out."

"Oh, honey, just make sure you treat her well, whoever she is. That's all that matters."

"I know. By the way, what time is it?"

"Ten after."

"Oh, shit! I have to run. I'll see you later, Ma!" Derek exclaimed as he sped past his mom and down the stairs.

"Please! Language!"

Carolyn Shepherd's words barely registered with Derek as he scrambled for his car keys in the blue dish that rests on the dark brown table in the entryway. He checks his reflection in the mirror once over and decides that his current appearance is the best he's gonna get for the day. His hand wrings over the door handle and his body is moving faster than his feet, heading for the black car sitting in the driveway. His feet hit the pavement and he's met with the cool, early spring air on a clear blue day. It's the weather like this that makes Derek believe that some days are just meant to work out for him. He has a date with Meredith (at least he thinks so) and his day was free of baseball stress. Derek finally settles into the tan leather seat of his car, and he turns the key into the ignition, setting forward the day to come.

xXx

Derek's black Mustang pulled into the parking lot that he and Meredith agreed to meet at. He pushed the gears into park and let out a big sigh that he didn't even know he was holding in. Derek looked into the rear-view mirror and brushed his hair off his forehead, into his "infamous" hairstyle. He looked down at his watch, saw that their meeting time was approaching, and rubbed his sweaty hand down the denim on his thighs. He stood outside his car and made his way into Daybreak Diner, a breakfast shop in their town.

"Hi. A table for two please?" Derek said as he approached the hostess standing at the front table.

"Of course. Inside or out?" she kindly asked.

"Uh, outside please," Derek softly smiled thinking about how her hair would glisten and the sun would bring out the green in her eyes

"Right this way."

Minutes later, when Derek was flipping through the plastic menu that the diner provided their customers, Meredith turned into the outdoor space and dropped her tote bag on the extra chair at their table. Derek looked at her from head to toe, taking note of the way that every article of clothing hugged her body and complimented her curves. He was in awe of the girl… woman. standing in front of him.

"Hey, Mer," Derek said while he stood to pull the chair out for Meredith.

"Hi. How are you?"

"I'm great. Even better now that you arrived!"

"I think I have to leave now since you said that…" Meredith responded while rolling her eyes

"Awww… come on! You like it."

"I have never admitted to liking when you're too cheesy for your own good."

"Well. Maybe I should just be mean instead and see how you like that."

"Asshole guys turn me on so, please, go ahead!"

Derek's eyes went wide as Meredith tried to bite back her giggle but seriously failed. His mind went straight to the gutter and imagined her under him, wanting him. He started to smirk when the thoughts came to his head, and he wanted to act on them as soon as possible.

"Derek… are you okay?" Meredith giggled.

"I will be in a minute. Just need to un-dirty my brain after your last comment."

"I see. I won't be so forward with you next time."

"No. Don't stop on my account."

"Alright, Derek," Meredith said as she rolled her eyes.

The hour had passed quickly and they both finished their meals quickly. Derek honestly didn't know where Meredith put all the food in her body. She ate like a champion, but still had the figure of a Victoria's Secret model. To say the least, he was impressed by the amount she could eat.

"How was your french toast?"

"Mmmm, it was so good. The strawberries, the whipped cream, the Nutella… I could eat a whole other plate!"

"It seemed very good. And if you would like to know, I loved my omelet."

"Too healthy. I expected more from you, Shepherd."

"I'm in season, I have to stay in shape," Derek blushed at the way that she commented on his eating habits.

"Anyways, how is baseball? I forgot to ask. I mean Cristina and Owen literally can't keep it in their pants so when I asked her if she knew anything… well, it's safe to say that they don't talk."

"Wow. A little bit of a TMI and images of Owen that I don't need to think about, but it's been really good. I'm captain this year and I really feel like we have a chance at playing for the state championship," Derek said to the girl beside him, but he was really only thinking about the way that she asked her friend about him.

"That's good to hear. Congratulations on becoming captain!"

"Thank you. But what I'm getting from this conversation is that you talk to your friends about me, huh?"

"Well… uh… No. Yes. I don't know."

"It's okay. Not everyone can admit to gushing over me, right?"

"We're stopping now. I was not gushing over you. Just asking who you were when you were just my annoying lab partner."

"Ouch. Moving on."

xXx

After Meredith insisted that they split the check, Derek was walking her to her car and noticed the familiar Jeep parallel-parked on the side of the road.

"Ah. The car from Izzie's party! I love to look back on good memories."

"You're a funny guy."

"You know… I was thinking that we could keep hanging out, do whatever you want. I just don't want to stop being with you today."

"Well. My mom is at work until later tonight, so do you want to come over?"

"Yes!" Derek coughed in embarrassment and continued to say, "I mean. Yeah, that would be cool. I guess."

"You guess? Hmm, I think I'll just go by myself then."

"No. I meant I definitely want to come over. For sure. I'll leave my car here if you can drop me back off later"

"Okay, Shepherd. Hop in."

xXx

Meredith pulled up to the large, brown craftsman-style house that looked… unoccupied. Derek marveled at the size of the house in comparison to his home that housed a family of six. He looked over at Meredith who put the car in park and looked back over at him with her green eyes.

"Are you coming or what?"

"Yeah."

Derek followed her into the foyer of her house, and he was right. There was furniture, but little decoration which made him wonder more about her. What was her life like?

"Do you have any siblings?"

"Nope, just my mother and I."

"Oh, I'm sorry for asking."

"Why?"

"I mean, you probably get lonely around here."

"Sometimes. But, I'm not home much. I'm at Cristina's or Izzie's most of the time. But, it is nice when my mom is working and being able to take advantage of that time."

"What do you mean?"

"You know, for a guy with an A in AP Chem, you are a little clueless sometimes."

Derek blushed and looked at Meredith, who had a glint of mischief in her eyes.

"Let's go up to my room, I can give you a tour."

"Alright," Derek responded much calmer than he felt.

His heart was threatening to jump through his chest and onto the mahogany stairs that were the same wood as the rest of Meredith's house. He looked back up at her climbing the stairs ahead of him and he couldn't help but stare at her ass that looked perfect through her jeans. He was quickly snapped out of his trance when they reached her room at the end of the hall. She swung the door open to reveal a room with light pink walls and high-end furniture. It was simple, like Meredith, but was much warmer than the rest of the house. Derek could hear the echo of Meredith's words, but he was preoccupied with his own thoughts.

"Derek?"

"Yes, I'm right here," Derek's head snapped to see her sitting on her bed and patting the spot next to her on the white comforter. He willingly obliged to the spot and put his arm behind her form, not touching her but begging for something more.

"Good, because I think we should stop the tour… and I can show you more in this area."

"I would really like that."

Derek's face was a mere two inches away from Meredith's and he started to lean forward so their lips were even closer than before. He brought his hand up to stroke Meredith's face as he touched his lips to hers. Immediately he was met with eager lips and those lips did a wonder on his body. He felt his dick start to feel the intimacy of the situation while it pushed up on the denim of his pants. Meredith's nimble fingers started to reach under the material of his shirt. His hands now rested on her lower back and his fingertips were tingling at the mere connection with her skin. She slowly pulled away from his mouth and slowly pulled at the bottom of her shirt, lifting it above her head. Derek copied her moves, leaving them both shirtless. Meredith readjusted her place on the bed which Derek took as an invitation to settle in between her knees. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him back to her lips, then moved to nibble on his ear.

"Meredith," Derek panted as he felt the pleasure of her trailing kisses and bites along his neck. "Are you sure?"

"Positive," she moaned as she reached down to undo the belt that tightened his jeans around his waist.

Finally, Meredith pulled down his pants, leaving him in his plaid boxers. He unhooked her bra, and pulled away from her as he slowly took off her jeans, this girl had no flaws.

"Wow," he admired the woman below him, "you're beautiful."

"Thanks," she said smiling, but panting as she massaged his erection through his boxers.

"Mer," he breathed, kissing her deeply before moving his mouth downward, kissing and licking her collarbone before finally arriving at her breasts. His hand slid lower, stroking her through the lace as he placed his mouth over one of her nipples, softly nibbling and nipping it before moving on to the other. He slowly pulled her panties down her body while paying attention to her chest.

"Der," she trailed off, arching into him as he slipped a finger inside of her.

He put another finger inside her and repositioned his hand to rub his thumb against her clitoris. She sighed as his fingers stroked in and out of her, and her muttering grew louder as he stroked in and out of her.

"Don't stop," she panted as she rolled her hips.

Derek saw her head pushed against the cushion, writhing in delight. He smirked knowing he had an effect on her that he never knew would happen. The image piqued his interest even more, and his erection became almost painful as he realized he'd have to be inside her soon. As she twisted her hands in her hair, he kissed her fiercely, pushing his tongue into her mouth.

Derek slipped his fingers out of her, and reached to his jeans, grabbing a condom out of his wallet. He shifted so that he was hovering over her, and pushed a golden strand of hair out of her face. Meredith snatched the condom from his grip, ripped it open, and slid it over him while stroking his shaft, making him moan in delight.

"Derek," she panted softly, raising her hips against him, silently begging for him to continue.

"Hmmm," he moaned as he sank deeper into her, slowly filling her up. As he gently pulled out of her and thrust back in, they both moaned in delight. He continued to push slowly as she stretched to accommodate him, building up the pace as she began to rock her hips against his, meeting each thrust and burying himself more inside her.

He kissed her deeply as her fingers scratched his back. He felt her lock her legs around his hips, urging him deeper than he thought possible. Meredith's body started to tense, and Derek took it as a sign that she was close to her climax. As Meredith moaned under him, he buried his face in Meredith's neck and broke the kiss. Her muscles began to constrict around his penis.

Meredith's eyes begged, and she was chanting his name until his mouth crashed over hers once again, nearly silencing her. Meredith broke the kiss as her muscles clenched around him, her hips bucking as she yelled his name in ecstasy. Derek couldn't take it any longer, thrusting deeply once again.

He dropped on top of her, kissing her softly while her hand toyed with his hair. Derek slowly drew away from her, grabbing a tissue to dispose of the condom, and wrapping his arms around Meredith. Minutes passed as Derek felt the safety of being wrapped in each other's arms, and the easy silence between them.

"Mer?" Derek whispered.

"Hmmm?"

"Was that your…"

"Oh no… No. The first time in this bed, actually. But, not my first time."

Derek let out a content sigh and buried his face in her neck, inhaling the sweet fragrance mixed with the sweat from their first time together.

"But, Derek…" Meredith said as she turned to make eye contact with him.

"Yeah?"

"I think this is all I can give you."

"What do you mean?"

"The kissing, the hook-ups… I'm not ready to be in a relationship," she said as she blushed.

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"That's okay. I'm okay with that being what we do have," Derek gulped, not sure that what he agreed to was matched up to how he felt.

"Are you sure?"

"After that? Yes," he chuckled as she rolled her eyes.

"Ass."

Derek rethought the position he was in with Meredith. Physically and emotionally. He was feeling the best he had after being with a girl, and certainly, he would never pass down an opportunity to spend more time with her. But, he knew that the only way he could be with her was physical, so he couldn't get emotionally attached. All he wanted to be was with her, in whatever form that is; the rest can definitely wait.

Omg... they did it. Just so everyone knows, Meredith is 17! And Derek is 18! Just clarifying that. Hope everyone enjoys this chapter after I was so lame and didn't post for so long. I want to start to get back into it. If anyone has any ideas for future chapters, leave a review!